For love of family

Starling had always been to himself, ever since day one he had prefered to be on his own, in silence. It didn't mean he didn't spend his fair share in the den, glued to his parents side, but he still like to venture out into the world and explore. It was there that he learned how much he enjoyed the color of fresh spring flowers and the scent of foliage. It felt like home when he settled beneath the whistling trees, listening to the wind play with the soft and growing leaves. And that is where he could be found this day, settled beneathe the trees and breathing in the perfume of spring. He was almost lulled to sleep when he heard the gentle call of his father. Jolted, he awkwardly jumped to his paws, blinking he haze from his soft blue eyes. Father? It must be meal time, or perhaps he had slept out here for far too long. With a deep breath he stood steadily on his large paws before lunging forward, through the grasses and towards his den.

Once he arrived he saw the stranger, her deep coats and markings seemed to resemble his family, somewhere. Her nose and eye markings seemed to match his own, in a way. With a single raised brow bone he ventured forward and pushed through his insecurities to dip his head to the woman. "H..Hello." He whispered, glancing up at his father and ducking to move closer to him, to where safety was gauranteed.


"Burn Baby Burn"